MAGDA.
What are you thinking of? I have a whole retinue with me.
SCHWARTZE.
Your father's house is the place for this retinue.
MAGDA.
I don't know. It is rather lively. First, there's Bobo, my parrot, a darling,--he wouldn't be bad; then my pet maid, Giulietta, a little demon,--I can't live without her; then my courier,--he's a tyrant, and the terror of landlords; and then we mustn't forget my teacher.
FRANZISKA.
He's a very old man, I hope.
MAGDA.
No, he's a very young man.